Died of old age, and you tell me this is a life simulation?

As she thought about it, Master Jingxuan's eyes gradually became hot and expectant.

If it is really as Master said, then the prosperity of Emei Sect is probably not far away!

"Who is strong and who is weak..."

Zhou Zhiruo thought for a moment and then gave her answer: "My disciple should be slightly better."

This is actually not accurate.

Because it’s not just a slight victory, but a complete victory!

Even crushing!

But she also knew that this advantage was not due to her own talent or ability, but was due to the good fortune of rebirth.

It is difficult for anyone with past life experience not to be "gifted".

Zhou Zhiruo was very clear about this, so she did not become arrogant, but only compromised and adopted the statement of "slightly better".

Nun Miejue's eyes lit up: "Really!?"

"Of course it is true. Master, you don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, Master, I'm just happy!" Master Miejue smiled like a flower at this time, unable to contain her joy.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled slightly and asked, "Master, will you allow me to go to Jiangnan with you?"

"this......"

Nun Miejue's expression froze and she was a little hesitant.

Logically speaking, if the young disciple is so powerful, he can make his way into the Jiangnan area even if it is a dangerous place!

only......

Having profound skills does not mean that one is good in actual combat.

Nun Miejue was still somewhat worried about this.

She wanted to refuse, but then she thought, if she didn't agree, her little disciple would probably not let it go, so she couldn't help but sigh:

"Okay, I'll obey you!"

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes curved, and the corners of her lips raised slightly: "Thank you, Master~"

"You..." Nun Miejue pointed at Zhou Zhiruo with a hint of reproach. "Your martial arts have improved so much, yet you haven't told me anything. If it weren't for today, how long would you have kept it a secret from me?"

Zhou Zhiruo lowered her eyebrows and said obediently, "Zhiruo wants to give Master a surprise~"

The more Nun Miejue looked at her, the more she liked her. With such a good disciple, what else could she ask for?

She was decisive and made new arrangements immediately.

"Minjun, Jinyi, you two should come with us. Jingxuan, take the other disciples back to Emei first."

Nun Jingxuan regained her composure and was about to agree when she heard Zhou Zhiruo's voice: "Master, I think it would be better if we didn't let Senior Sister and the others return to Emei. Let's all go to Jiangnan together so we can take care of each other on the way!"

Nun Miejue frowned and hesitated: "Is this possible?"

The more people there are, the more secure it will be, but correspondingly, it will also be more eye-catching!

The reason why she had planned to go to Jiangnan alone was because of this.

Zhou Zhiruo also knew what Master Miejue was worried about. She let the vital energy flow in her body and stretched out her white hands as white as cream to slap her side. There was a loud bang!

Two meters away, a blue stone half a person's height was instantly shattered by the palm wind!

"Master, don't worry, I'm here!" Zhou Zhiruo made a promise to Master Miejue in a low voice, as if she had done something insignificant.

But at this time, Master Miejue didn't pay any attention to what she said. She stared blankly at the bluestone pieces that were broken into pieces on the ground.

She knew that this little disciple was unfathomable, and she also felt the mystery of that inner strength!

but......

No matter how much you know, it’s not as shocking as this scene!

In the martial arts world, there are indeed miraculous skills such as telekinesis and air-splitting palms, but even these top-notch martial arts can only reach a distance of two meters in the air.

It seems similar to the scene in front of you, but it is actually totally wrong!

As for the unique skills like the Divine Palm that splits the sky, when the palm wind sweeps to a distance of two meters, it no longer has much power, just like a breeze. If it is really used in actual combat, if it can cause casualties within ten meters, then it is extremely amazing and worthy of being a martial arts master!

And with a palm strike through the air, he could smash the bluestone two meters away with the palm wind. This can no longer be said to be a martial arts skill, it can be called a martial arts legend!

Nun Miejue wasn't someone without experience. On the contrary, she was the head of the Emei Sect and a top figure in the martial arts world! But even with her vast experience, she had never seen anyone with such terrifying palm power!

Maybe Zhang Zhenren from Wudang has it? Or maybe the Shaolin monk?

Nun Miejue took a few steps forward, squatted down, picked up a broken palm-sized bluestone, used the Emei Nine Yang Gong, squeezed it hard for a long time, and finally managed to break it open.

After confirming the solidity of the bluestone, Nun Miejue turned around and looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a complicated expression.

In addition to her, the three people present, Master Jingxuan, and the female disciples of Emei who were waiting a little further away, were all staring blankly at the pile of bluestones on the ground, and then looked at Zhou Zhiruo. They were shocked and horrified, and an indescribable emotion was gradually rising.

Everyone had the same idea:

Junior Sister...

Could it be that the gods have reincarnated into the mortal world?!

Otherwise, how could he have such great ability? ?

Thinking more carefully about Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful and fairy-like appearance, and her always calm state of mind, the more extraordinary her qualities were, the more surprised and suspicious they became, and the more certain they became. Gradually, everyone's eyes began to feel something was wrong.

Could it be that their Emei sect really has a goddess?

"..."

Facing everyone's attention, Zhou Zhiruo's expression remained unchanged, but she secretly thought that her palm strike seemed a little too much.

This palm may not be considered a big deal in the previous life, but it is really shocking now, and it is more impactful than the three-foot air wall of the Shaolin monk.

Calming her mind slightly, Zhou Zhiruo took a few steps forward and took the palm of Master Miejue's hand. She saw that the slender jade hand was covered with bluestone fragments and crisscrossing small scars. Although the scars were not serious, a lot of blood had seeped out.

He reached out and wiped away all the dust and debris on it. The vital energy flowed and stopped the bleeding, and it quickly healed into a red mark.

[The Divine Art of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber] incorporates part of the exquisiteness of the [Shen Zhao] chapter, and naturally contains a powerful life essence. It is easy to recover from these minor injuries, and it can even be said to be a waste of talent.

Nun Miejue only felt that the warm feeling like spring water coming again, but this time it did not spread to the whole body, but only to the palms of her hands. She didn't know if it was an illusion. This kind of internal force seemed to be somewhat similar to the previous one, but also very different, more obscure and mysterious, and difficult to describe!

Before she had time to think about it, Master Miejue's mind was attracted by the strangeness on the palm of her hand. Seeing that the dense and fine scars were completely healed in just a few breaths, her face was immediately filled with shock.

If it was just to stop the bleeding, she wouldn't be too surprised, but this situation, which was obviously healed and regrown, was really too shocking!

Would the same be true for more serious injuries?

This healing ability is too strong!

The nourishment of her internal energy quickly faded away. Nun Miejue was still a little dazed. She touched the original scar with her other hand. It was smooth and delicate, without a single flaw, as if she had never been injured.

Nun Miejue raised her head and looked at Zhou Zhiruo, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself from asking. In the end, she did not open her mouth.

"Master, shall we set off?"

"......it is good."

(I'm stuck, sorry!)

(Also, I would like to thank my fellow reader [Fenglin Wanyan] for giving me 1,000 VIP points. I wanted to feature this, but I accidentally deleted the comment and can’t restore it. Sorry!)

(ps: Asking for custom orders, full orders, flowers, evaluations, monthly tickets, and comments~)

Chapter 410: Huashan Sect’s Movements!

There are many martial arts sects like the Beggars' Sect and Emei that decided to go to Jiangnan to gather information.

In the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun narrowed his eyes as he looked at a middle-aged man with a weathered face who appeared quite honest. He instructed, "Denuo, you will immediately set off for Jiangnan, investigate the details, and report back to Huashan! Do you understand?"

Laudenuo's expression froze, and he was a little stunned.

He went to Jiangnan to gather intelligence?

Alone!?

He looked up at Yue Buqun and saw his calm face and leisurely eyes. His heart suddenly sank, but he didn't dare to refuse. He forced himself to remain calm and saluted, saying, "Disciple obeys your command!"

At this moment, Linghu Chong stepped forward and volunteered, "Master, my second junior brother is alone and weak. It would be dangerous for him to go to Jiangnan. It would be better for me to..."

"Chong'er, don't say too much. Your master has his own plans." Yue Buqun interrupted him in a light voice.

Linghu Chong hesitated, but couldn't refute, so he had to retreat.

Behind Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan, who was eager to try, pouted secretly.

She originally thought that if her father agreed to go with the eldest brother, she would also ask to go together, but looking at the current situation, it was definitely not possible.

Lao Denuo's thoughts raced, and he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother. Junior Brother, just be careful and it should be fine. Besides, when it comes to gathering information, the more people you have, the better. Junior Brother, going alone will be less noticeable."

Then he said respectfully to Yue Buqun, "Master, rest assured. I will definitely live up to my mission!"

Yue Buqun sighed, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying with a relieved tone, "Okay, I will be waiting for your good news."

Laudeno looked greatly encouraged, bowed again, and then turned and left with his sword in hand.

Yue Buqun watched the other person go away, his expression unchanged, but his eyes gradually became dim.

If you think about it carefully, the place south of the Yangtze River is probably very dangerous.

It would be dangerous to send anyone. There are only two or three big and small cats in Huashan Sect, and some of them cannot be dealt with. After counting them, only Lao Denuo can be used.

It's not because of anything else, but mainly because the two disciples have a dirty background and have behaved abnormally recently. Yue Buqun is suspicious and guesses that they might be undercover spies sent from other sects to infiltrate the Huashan Sect.

Although there was no substantial evidence, Yue Buqun believed in his own judgment.

Ordering him to go to Jiangnan is also a good way to make use of waste.

It doesn't matter if he dies, he can still be used to gather intelligence.

As for whether he might have passed on false information, Yue Buqun pondered for a while and looked at a handsome young man among the crowd.

He waved his hand: "Pingzhi, come here."

Lin Pingzhi was looking down at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly he heard his master calling out. He was startled and hurried forward: "Master!"

Thinking about the mission that my second senior brother Lao Denuo had just taken on, I couldn't help but feel nervous, and couldn't help but wonder: Master, could he want me to go to Jiangnan as well?

He had just joined the Huashan Sect not long ago and had not even learned any martial arts. He only relied on his family's martial arts, and his strength was average, which could be said to be not up to par.

If I go to Jiangnan like this, I'm afraid...

very dangerous!

Yue Buqun naturally noticed Lin Pingzhi's anxiety and nervousness, but he didn't care: "Jiangnan is a vast land. Your second senior brother may not be able to find any useful information. I intend to send another person to split into two teams. If there is any information, we can have a more comprehensive understanding. Pingzhi, you have just joined our Huashan Sect, and you don't have many traces of Huashan Sect martial arts..."

Having said that, Lin Pingzhi understood what he meant and felt bitter in his heart.

But at the same time, there are also expectations and hopes.

If I can achieve success on this trip, I might even gain the master's favor.

Although the chance is slim, Lin Pingzhi must seize any opportunity if he wants to avenge his blood feud.

Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi took the initiative to volunteer before Yue Buqun.

Of course, he actually knew that he couldn't refuse this matter. Since he couldn't refuse it, it would be better to be straightforward.

"it is good!"

Yue Buqun smiled slightly. He didn't have any other thoughts about Lin Pingzhi. Perhaps it was because of what he had seen and heard in Shaolin Temple that he gave up his desire for him. He no longer had any expectations for the "Bixie Sword Technique". Now he simply wanted to test his character.

Seeing that he agreed so readily and without any dissatisfaction on his face, he was immediately quite satisfied and comforted him: "Pingzhi, although your martial arts skills are shallow, it is precisely because of this that you will not attract attention. Just proceed with caution."

Yue Buqun then made a promise: "When you return, I will personally teach you the Huashan martial arts!"

Lin Pingzhi's eyes lit up, his face flushed with excitement: "Yes! Disciple will obey Master's orders!"

Yue Lingshan watched from a distance, secretly wondering, and asked crisply, "Dad, can he do it alone?"

It makes sense since Second Brother is good at martial arts and is also careful in his actions.

But this...

It doesn't look very reliable.